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Something unheard of, maybe a dream; diffused with concentrated liquor of invariable sombre joy, frolic luminescence of the sun , cloak seamed with spiffing lies of infuriated dense silence.

Inveterate submission to the eternal universe 's way, born with a diaphanous dress of molten gold, All because of an ill-omened karmic tragedy; a reason well-fitted for every breath.

Treacherous dance of inebriated virtues, platinum adorned toe rings' constant demand for rustic love, Differentiated beliefs of Nature's accountancy, I somehow get my way out, manifestation of a dark spell they said.

An indefatigable defender of debauchery, fates of many I own, Bathed in luscious music of snobbish mendacity, soul carrying a misaligned body of mild depression.

A manuscript of beautifully glazed void it seems, drenched in the distrustful abyss of glittering life, Disparity; everything I feel just fading away.

The reality of Karma was quilted in the satin breaths, The heart shivered, I have passed down the curse.

 

Something – – – – dense silence!

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Priya Chouhan recently completed her Master’s in Economics of Public Policy from Barcelona School of Economics, Barcelona (Spain), and is currently pursuing a PhD in Economics at Amity University, Jaipur (India). For her, poetry is a means of giving voice to neglected subjects; it allows her to weave the unspoken into words, bringing her a deep sense of fulfilment when meaning finally emerges. Her work has been published in several magazines and journals, including Corvus Review, The Black Moon, Dreich, Brief Wilderness, Literary Yard, Littoral Magazine, The Wise Owl, Bosphorus Review of Books, Malaysian Indie Fiction, Journal of Expressive Writing, Scarlet Journal, Juste Literary, W-Poesis Magazine, and The Ecological Citizen, among others.